"Be a good girl for me, angel, and open that pretty little mouth of yours." Seonghwa purrs sultrily as he runs the tips of his long, elegant fingers along the contours of your swollen, reddened lips from the blowjob. You don't hesitate to obey his sensual command. Your kissable, plump lips, still moist and glistening with a mixture of sperm, saliva, and viscous pink cotton candy-flavoured lip gloss, open for him with ease, soft and trembling like flower petals, giving Seonghwa a glimpse of the sharp tip of your tongue sticking out between your teeth. A dirty, smug grin flashes across Hwa's handsome face as he sees how obediently and easily you carry out his every command, and for a moment he just looks down at you, admiring the sweet, fucked expression on your lovely face. He should be thanking his great agent for inviting you to participate in this shoot, although Seonghwa isn't surprised; after all, Wooyoung knows exactly what kind of girls he likes to fuck. "Stick out your tongue and don't swallow; I want to see you drooling for me, gorgeous."

You slowly stick your tongue out of your mouth and stare at Seonghwa unabashedly through the thick lace of your long, doll-like eyelashes, covered in a thick coat of pink mascara with large silver glitter dots. Your already flushed cheeks blush further as one of Hwa's long fingers slips into the warm, inviting wetness of your mouth, and you give a barely audible moan as you feel the honeyed saltiness of his golden skin on your tongue. The first finger is quickly followed by a second and then a third, and you clutch your lips lightly around them. The long phalanges press harder against the base of your soft tongue because of what his fingertips sliding deeper into your throat. The silky, narrow walls quiver slightly at the intrusion, in a reflexive attempt to push the long appendages out, but you still keep your mouth open and motionless.

Seonghwa languidly strokes your delicate, slippery tongue, groping the inside of your cheeks, tracing the ridges of your palate and the rows of small, pearly teeth before his fingertips slip back into the depths of your throat. Your saliva runs copiously down the length of his phalanges into the palm of his hand. It dripping from the corners of your mouth, falling in thick droplets from the edge of your jaw onto your tits covered with bite marks and dark purple hickeys. You cover your eyes and open your sticky, plump lips wider for Seonghwa as you let him play with your mouth the way he wants to.

From the side, this scene looks so fucking stunning—dirty, wet, lewd—but despite all that, there's still a certain exquisite eroticism and perverse luxury that's an essential part of sex-art films. And that's what makes Pink Star Productions' films so popular and highly rated, although you have to admit that Seonghwa's beautiful, wiry cock and fuckable mouth played no small part in this. Fucking Seonghwa was like fucking a god, but in contrast to the second one, Hwa liked to spray his cum on the face instead of the pussy.

Through the loud sounds of Hwa's hoarse, lingering moans and sighs, mixed with your heavy breathing and the wet, gurgling sound you make as you choke around the long fingers shoved down your throat, you can hear the praise and enthusiastic comments from the staff about how this film is going to make them a hell of a lot of money and how you and Seonghwa look perfect in the frame. You mentally pat yourself on the back and say, 'Well done, babe, you're doing a great job. Keep fucking." And you relax completely, plunging headlong into the sensation of Hwa's long fingers insistently riding in your pliable mouth.

"Ah, my baby angel, just look at you; you've made such a big mess. The sweet little slut has been drooling for me." Thin, stringy strands of drool stretch from your lips to Seonghwa's fingertips as he pulls long appendages from your warm mouth.

He brings his fingers, smeared with a mixture of drool and sugary lip gloss, up to his fuckable mouth, only to obscene move his tongue between them in a graphic imitation of greedy, skilful cunt licking. This messy but no less sexy spectacle makes your pussy clench around nothing, causing even more clear, viscous fluid to spurt from your quivering little hole, soaking your folds and coating your plump labia with a sticky glaze. Seonghwa does this a few more times, each one more lewd and dirty than the last; it's such a sinful sight you almost want to cover your eyes in embarrassment. His eyes roll back in pleasure, and Hwa moans so loudly and lewdly as if you were once again holding his firm, velvety testicles in your moist, warm mouth, caressing and licking them with your tongue while the pad of your thumb rubs the swollen, dark pink head of his beautiful, thick cock.

Seonghwa, tilting his head slightly to the side, looks up at you with heavy siren eyes, his tongue continuing to slide relentlessly between his spread V-shaped fingers, and you know exactly what his gaze means. Your hand slides between your juicy, thick thighs to run its fingers around your swollen, flushed clit, shamelessly caressing yourself to the sound of Hwa's pornographic moans, before you slap your dainty palm on your plump, sticky cunt a few times, causing you to squirt immediately.

"Ah, f-fuck... Seonghwa. I feel so goddamn good..." You sob loudly as you rub the entire surface of your palm quickly and sloppily over your trembling, tender folds, splashing your juices around even more intensely. "Fuck, you make me feel so fucking good.".

Seonghwa's entire body is glistening with the luxurious shimmering oil, drops of sweat dripping down the smooth relief of his heaving chest and his pronounced six-pack abs. The massive girth of his beautiful cock presses perfectly against his flat stomach; a clear, viscous liquid oozes from the swollen, dark pink head and trickles down the silky length, coating it with a thick layer of glaze, making his cock gleam faintly in the dim light of the film set. You want to take it back into your mouth to suck it like candy, and you unconsciously lick your lips, hoping to taste his cum on your tongue again. From the outside, Hwa looks so relaxed and at ease, but you can see how the golden muscles of his thighs are quivering and tensing with suppressed excitement underneath the smooth, wet, heated skin.

"Mmm, it really is, my precious baby angel." Seonghwa purrs and smiles at you lustfully. "But words are not enough. Don't be shy, gorgeous. Show me that sweet little cunt of yours." He languidly licks his fuckable, filthy mouth, watching unashamedly as your fingers obediently pull your plump labia apart to expose your tight, oozing-with-arousal hole. "What a lovely pink cunt you have there, my angel. You know, darling, cunts like yours I like to fuck raw.Fuck, just the thought of your sweet, tender hole licking my cock as I pull you onto my thick length like a fucking glove could make me cum. I bet you'd be the perfect sleeve for my cock." Seonghwa's voice is deep and husky, and your skin is tingling with excitement, as if he's sending a faint charge of electricity through it. There's a hungry look on his devilishly handsome face, his lush lips curling into a sensual smile, his dark, glossy eyes glittering like bottomless black holes, seductive and dangerous, and you catch your breath at the sight of him.

He looks like a goddamn deity, and you can barely contain your excitement as you continue to act like a professional, trying your best to restrain yourself from starting to beg him to fuck you right here and now.

You and Seonghwa still have a few scenes to shoot before you get to the main part of the film, the one where he fucks you with his big, wiry cock, and damn, you hope that Hwa will do exactly what he said he would do—fuck you raw. Well, in the meantime, Hwa's two long fingers are slipping between your slutty lips again and he starts to fuck you in your mouth to the sweet rhythm of your moaning and whimpering. Seonghwa moves his fingers back and forth, over and over again, riding your tongue with them, occasionally thrusting them so deep into your throat that you begin to choke. The soft, slippery walls of your throat clench around the long, elegant appendages, either wanting to push them out or the opposite, wanting to let them in even deeper.

'Oh God...Hwa.' You let out a breath as he gives you a brief pause, giving you a chance to get your breathing back to normal and to swallow the drool that has collected in your mouth. You can barely remember your lines and the story as a whole; your brain is practically refusing to function, and all your thoughts are unfocused and confused. All you can concentrate on is the hot, tugging feeling of arousal in the pit of your stomach and how badly you want to be fucked in all your holes. "Seonghwa, I need this so much... please..." You fall silent, feigning innocence, and shyly bite down on your plump lower lip.

"And what do you want, my slutty little angel?' Seonghwa asks, running the tip of his long, pointed tongue over his fuckable, overly plump lips in anticipation. And even though he knows exactly what you are going to ask him, it doesn't make the whole situation any less dirty and erotic.

"Mmm, Seonghwa... I want...' You stopped speaking halfway through the sentence, paused dramatically, and looked at Seonghwa with big, wet eyes through your thickly painted pink eyelashes. ‘I want to...’ You start again, sugary pouting your swollen lips, and you hope that your mouth smeared with drool, cum, and glistening lip gloss looks good enough to make anyone watching this film want to spurt their cum on your tongue. ‘I want your tongue, please, Hwa.’

"Ah, so that's what this is about, angel. You want my tongue, don't you? You know, beautiful, you should be more specific about what you want, baby. You want to feel my tongue deep inside your needy little cunt, or maybe I should tickle your pretty, sweet clit. Oh, I know, baby, I bet you're thinking about me spreading your thick, juicy cheeks and licking you between them, or would it be better if I rubbed my tongue over your firm, tantalising nipples, huh? There are so many things I can do to you, angel." Seonghwa purrs, and in the deep, velvety tone of his voice, there's a sensual promise of the dirtiest and hottest pleasures that sends shivers of excitement through your body.

Oh shit, that sounds way too kinky and filthy, even for a porno. How the hell are you supposed to stay professional and stick to the script when he talks to you like that? Sure, you've heard rumours that Seonghwa was damn good at dirty talk and had an amazing way with words, but you couldn't even imagine that much. Fuck, this stunning pink star really did have a magnificent, skilful mouth, and not only when it came to eating pussy.

'I... I want to...' You stammer out the words a little, shyly lowering your eyes to the ground and pretending that you're really embarrassed by what you're about to ask him to do. From the outside, you have an almost innocent look on your face, which fits the story perfectly, but all your actions and words are nothing more than an exquisite illusion—if you and Hwa were alone right now, you'd have been riding on his cock or that unjustly beautiful face a long time ago. "I... I want you to fuck my throat with your tongue." You breathe out softly. The honeyed tone of your voice licks against golden, sweaty Seonghwa's skin, and out of the corner of your eye, you notice his cock twitching at the luscious, sticky notes in your words, and you barely hold back a victorious, smug grin, instead pouting your pretty lips even more and spreading your legs wider for him so that Hwa can enjoy the sight of your glistening, sugar nectar oozing from your little cunt. "Please, Seonghwa... I want it so bad..." You add even more softly.

'There you are, my angel." The deep, velvety sound of Seonghwa's voice reminds you of the seductive purr of a big cat of prey. He stretches his hand out to your face, running the knuckles of his graceful fingers over your soft, flushed cheek in a loving gesture. "How can I say no to you when you are behaving in such an obedient and sweet manner towards me?" Songhwa's touch was barely perceptible against your flushed, heated skin—airy and weightless, yet there was something so sinful and solid about it all that it almost made you lose your mind.

You can barely keep yourself from falling into subspace from all the sensual, lustful, purring praise flying off from Hwa's lush, unjustly beautiful lips. Every single letter he utters feels more like a lingering, scalding kiss that takes your breath away and makes your toes curl. But in Seonghwa's case, it's more like the feel of a skilled tongue sliding roughly and insatiably over your swollen clit, or the slight burning sensation of stretching as the thick, swollen head of his cock slowly pushes into your tight, needy cunt.

Fuck, it seems like you still haven't fully recovered from the feelings and emotions you felt during your last shoot with Yunho, and right now it's all just intensified, fuelled by Seonghwa's dark sexual energy. Now you should be more careful and make sure that you don't fall into your submissive subspace. You're also making a mental note to warn your agent never to schedule another shoot with that fucking slutty siren in the future right after you've had your brains completely fucked by a professional hardcore dom.

But you don't have too much time to think about it, because Seonghwa has stopped caressing your face and has wrapped his elegant hand around your thin, delicate neck instead. His grip tightens, and his magnetic, glossy-black eyes flash with childish delight as his actions cause a faint, treacherous half moan of pure ecstasy to erupt from your chest.

And maybe his hand wasn't as big as Yunho's to almost completely wrap around your neck, or as rough and possessive as Mingi's, but still, you had to admit, Hwa was doing an excellent job of effectively choking you to the point where black dots began to appear in your peripheral vision and fireworks began to erupt under your skin. You are absolutely sure that if he were to spit in your mouth right now, you would come without being touched.

But you know you should keep this hot fantasy to yourself, at least for now, and maybe the next time you make a film for Pink Star Productions, Seonghwa will fuck you like a bitch in heat—rough and hard, choking you and spitting in your mouth and pussy and maybe even on your tits, as he will stuff all your holes with his amazingly thick, sinewy cock.

This image is so vivid and real in your mind that your pretty pussy tingles with sensual anticipation. It spurting out a fresh batch of viscous fluid that coats your lecherously open labia with a transparent glaze. You're sure that your cunt looks so appetising right now that you'd lick yourself if you could. And it makes you wish that you and Hwa would just move on to the next scene where he pushes his beautiful, divine face between your legs.

However, if you don't get to shoot a cunnilingus scene today, you can take the shameless, cheeky vixen who concurrently is Seonghwa's assistant home with you. And you have to say that Wooyoung looks just as attractive and fuckable as his employer, so you won't be too upset if he is the one whose face you bury in your cunt tonight.

"Come on, baby angel, open that little mouth of yours." Seonghwa orders you once more, and this time there's nothing but pure sex in his deep voice. He doesn't have to repeat himself twice, because your lips are parted at once, and your soft tongue is sticking out just to meet the flow of warm, viscous saliva that Hwa is spitting into your expectant mouth. He purrs contentedly at the sight of the thick drop of liquid rolling down your rosy, silky appendage. "Swallow, gorgeous." And you obey, greedily swallowing everything he's given you. "You're the sweetest, most obedient girl, aren't you? Keep it up and I'll let you call me Mommy."

Oh fuck, and here you were thinking that Seonghwa couldn't get any hotter, but Hwa seemed to be ready to prove you wrong. You weren't new to this; you've been in a couple of movies with the 'mommy' kink in boys before, and the last one was literally a couple of weeks ago. You have to say it was a fucking incredible experience. When you first met Yeosang on set, you were expecting you and him to have another 'vanilla' scene, with a meagre and simple set of positions and a classic creampie. But hell, you had no idea that this enchanting Tinker Bell would fuck you so hard you literally couldn't walk. And the way he made you rub your pussy against his gorgeous, chiselled abs until you squirted all over him as he spanked your tits and fingered your mouth, you're not even starting to talk about it. So the thought of what Mommy Seonghwa might be able to do to you is making your cunt quiver.

You hold your breath as Seonghwa suddenly leans so close to your face that you can feel his hot, wet breath washing over your open, pink mouth. This is it, damn it; he's going to fuck your mouth with his tongue right now.

'Please...' You whimper into his luxurious, pornographic mouth, and you don't know if you're following the script or if you're really begging him. But whatever it is, it doesn't matter at all, especially when Seonghwa's long, slippery tongue slides a little roughly between your lips and takes up residence in the warm, inviting wetness of your craving mouth.

At the first touch of his hot, wet appendage against your tongue, you let out a high, obscene moan that turns into a pitiful whimper as Seonghwa insistently pushes his tongue deeper past your lips, filling all the small space of your mouth that you have to offer him. He slides further along your tongue and deeper into your throat, and you start to choke, but Hwa's elegant hand on your neck holds you in place, preventing you from pulling away.

Enough drool pours from your open mouth that it begins to drip down your face and onto your large, plump tits. It runs down the soft flesh in clear, cooling streams until your saliva covers your hard, swollen nipples with a glistening layer of moisture.

You are so lost in the sensation of Seonghwa's feverishly hot breath and soft, long tongue that you are completely unaware of the way his free hand reaches up to your breast to run his fingertips over your pretty, sensitive nipples. By now you have become so highly aroused that even this slight stimulation is enough to send a shiver down your entire body and cause a loud sigh of pleasure to escape from you.

The way the walls of your throat move apart at that sound is perfect for Seonghwa's tongue to penetrate even deeper until it's completely inside of you and your lips finally meet in a kinky, dirty kiss. Seonghwa lets out a low, satisfied growl that comes from deep inside his chest, and you can feel how your sticky cunt, bleeding with desire, clenches at the sound of it.

Seonghwa's tongue wriggles down your throat, licking and caressing the hot, quivering walls that contract around the fleshy, skilful appendage. Your own tongue presses against the base of your mouth, moving weakly in a reciprocal caress, hoping to give Hwa exactly the same pleasure you're experiencing right now. You can barely make a sound other than a pitiful whimper, muffled by the long tongue snaking its way down your mouth and throat.

Damn, until today you had no idea that something like this could be so pleasurable, or even possible at all. The whole concept of fucking throat with someone's tongue was pretty dodgy, and you had to ask your agent a few times to make sure you got it right. But God, whether it was because Seonghwa had an incredibly talented, skilful, and very long tongue, or because it was just incredibly pleasurable and you found your new kink, it doesn't matter at all, because you really enjoyed what was going on, and you definitely want to try this with your other sex partners as well.

It seems like an eternity before Hwa pulls away from you, his tongue slipping out of your mouth with an embarrassingly loud squelch and a stream of saliva pouring out of your swollen, exhausted lips almost like a waterfall. And maybe a lot of people would find that disgusting, but not Seonghwa, as he can't help himself but greedily and lewdly lick your mouth, spectacularly licking up all the drool that has mixed with your lusciously sweet lip gloss.

'Seonghwa...' You whisper in a cracked voice. Your lungs are still burning from the lack of oxygen, and your thighs are trembling from the uncomfortable position you've been in for so long, but it's all nothing compared to the incredible feeling of lust and excitement you're experiencing right now.

And maybe all that languid, art porn aesthetic was much worse than the rough and fast hardcore scenario, at least you'd know that your pussy and ass would not be empty for a second in a one-on-one scenes with Hongjoong or Mingi, unlike Seonghwa who seemed to prefer to shake your brains out completely by making you nothing more than his cute, empty-headed cockslut before he filling your hole with his amazing cock. Damn, sometimes you really miss being filmed in a gangbang, when all you had to do was spread your legs and take one cock after another, and sometimes even several at the same time.

As if he could read your mind, Seonghwa lets out a grim chuckle and finally lets go of the palm of his hand on your throat, letting it slide down your body instead, before he slaps your pussy a little viciously, making you squirt for him right away.

'Ah, fuck!' You scream as a stream of liquid spurts out of your quivering hole, splashing everywhere and it gathering in a puddle on the floor beneath you.

"I'm not done with you yet, gorgeous." Hwa whispers in a sultry voice before he presses his lips against your mouth again.

This time it's completely different, his tongue immediately penetrates your mouth completely, wriggling and penetrating deep into your throat like you've never experienced before. What he gave you before was a just preparation for that, but the fucking training season is over and now Seonghwa is absolutely ruthless with you. His hand returns to your neck, only to wrap his fingers tightly around it, choking you and turning your throat into the perfect vessel for his tongue to fuck you with.

You begin to choke again, gurgling and panting as the hot appendage snakes and twists between your tight walls. You love it so much, all that burning, painful sensation mixed with almost euphoric pleasure, and you start to cry, unable to contain yourself. Thick tears flow from your eyes, streaming down your flushed face in a mixture of pink mascara and glitter, and you barely manage to wipe the heavy drops from your doll-like, clumpy eyelashes and lift your eyes up to meet the black, magnetic holes of Seonghwa's irises. Those incredible, fierce siren eyes watch you sob for him with pleasure as you fall apart, sinking into complete and utter submission.

In and out, over and over again, his tongue moving in a strange, serpentine rhythm that you can't understand, but to be honest, you don't really try, not when he pulls away from you for a second just to whisper right into your lips.

"Go and fuck yourself with your sweet fingers, my angel. Squirt for me again, I want to see that pussy all wet and fucked." How the hell are you going to look at other men after that? Okay, maybe you're exaggerating, because there's still San and his awesome nine-inch cock, but still. But that's something you'll have to think about later, because Seonghwa's tongue comes back to your mouth and immediately slides in deeper, and your hand finds a place on your silky, slime-covered folds of your cunt to start caressing yourself as Hwa told you to do.

You try to adjust to the rhythm of the thrust of his tongue down your throat, first inserting a one finger into your tiny, tender hole, quickly followed by a second one, but it's no use as Hwa does something inexplicable in your mouth, literally drinking your breath and completely taking you under his control. You feel as if you're intoxicated, your fingers moving almost automatically, stretching your hole and rubbing against the silky, slippery walls of your pretty cunt. This continues for a few moments before a final hard thrust of Seonghwa's tongue down your throat, accompanied by the pads of your fingers finally pressing against your sweet spot, brings you to orgasm.

Your eyes roll back from the overwhelming, sharp pleasure coursing through your entire body; your hips quiver, your pussy squirts, pushing your fingers out with a copious stream of your juice, and a rough, squeezed sound of ecstasy erupts from deep in your throat. Holy fuck. It's a fucking out-of-body experience. And all because of his tongue; you can't imagine what his cock will do to you then.

As you collapse helplessly in his arms, your throat still tightens and your mouth opens wider so that Hwa can lick you clean one last time. His long tongue wraps around your swollen lips, then your jaw, licking up everything you have to offer and savouring the taste of your skin.

"And, cut!" The director's voice breaks, and the room erupts in loud applause and praise for a job well done.

'Breathe, beautiful.' Seonghwa whispers, and you have to gather what little consciousness and professionalism you have left after such an overwhelming orgasm to look at him and heed his words. You do as Hwa tells you and take a few deep, calm breaths. "You did a great job today, Y/N. Too bad we're running out of time to film cunnilingus tonight, but how about a private rehearsal? And maybe you wouldn't mind if Wooyoung joined us; after all, he was the one who found you."

You turn your head slightly in the direction where the crew and cameramen are crowded around the monitors to watch the replay of your and Hwa's scene tonight. But you have little interest in all these people; your eyes are searching for someone in particular, and when you finally catch a glimpse of the relaxed, slightly cocky figure of Seonghwa's personal assistant, Jung Wooyoung, you are greeted with a lecherous grin and a hot, dark, foxy gaze that can't seem to tear itself away from your heaving bare breasts for more than a second.

"Ooh, I don't mind at all, you know. He seems to have a thing for boobs." You giggle as you pull away from Seonghwa and look around for your robe.

"Here.' Hwa holds a black silk dressing gown in front of you, which you gratefully take from him before you pull the soft, cool material over your heated, naked body. "Hmm, you're right, yes, Woo loves tits, but he has many different sides to him, and I'm more than sure he'd love to show them off tonight."

"That sounds very promising, Hwa." You smile and head for your dressing room. You stop for a moment at the closed door, turn over your shoulder, and give Seonghwa your best seductive smile and heavy bedroom eyes. "And I hope you'll show me your special sides too, Seonghwa. I've been told that a beautiful pink star can easily make someone faint from orgasm; I really hope that's exactly what you're going to do to me tonight."

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"Any last words, sweetheart?" Sunghoon asked, smirking cockily as he held your wrist down, barely putting any strength on his arm.

You had to admit, it was a stupid idea to choose arm wrestling with him over a bet, maybe you really did overdone yourself this time, you thought.

But what were you supposed to do?

He was freshly out of shower, wearing his sleeveless black t-shirt only to flex his muscles to you, since he loved how much you got flustered over the size of biceps.

The color red suited you the best, in his opinion, how could he not make your cheeks blush when you looked the cutest that way?

However he was underestimating you, cause the game was yet to be over.

You tilted your head at his question, smirking as you bit your lower lip in a provoking way.

You so were gonna pay for what you were about to do later, but fuck it, it was worth winning.

"Actually yes, I do have something to say, Hoon." You mumbled with your velvety voice, making him quirk an eyebrow at you.

"What is it, darling?"

"I'm not wearing any pants."

With the last words you spoke, he was left there speechless and frozen as you took this opportunity to switch the game, bending his wrist and slamming it against the table, winning the game in the expand of 2 seconds.

You cheated, yes, and you did not regret it one bit.

Well at least, you didn't, until he got up from his seat and started to walk up to you with a fierce look on his eyes, causing you to stop your victory dance in midway.

He wasn't chasing you yet you were running, taking fast steps backwards without even bothering to look what's behind, too hypnotized by his eyes to focus elsewhere.

Not surprisingly, you tossed against the wall of your hall soon after your little chase began, making you flinch over the contact with the hard surface.

"S-sunghoon—" you stuttered as he swiftly closed the gap between your bodies, hands in his pockets as you got smaller and smaller before him by the passing second.

"You're not wearing any panties, huh?" He let out, voice husky, "Let's check if you’re telling the truth."

Those were the last words he spoke before he shoved one of his hands inside your silky shorts, smiling in pleasure once his cold fingertips came in contact with your warm labias.

You were telling the truth, like a good little girl.

"Tell me y/n," he whispered as he leaned in to brush his lips onto yours, not letting you kiss him properly. "Were you planning this, hm, is that why you're so wet?"

"N-no." You muttered as he slid his beautiful fingers up and down on your slit, gathering around your slickness on his delicate digits.

"No? " He repeated your response, in a tone that indicated his disbelief on your words, "Then why can I do this so easily?"

He poked a finger through your folds right after letting his question out, making you instinctly reach up for his arms to hold onto them, which was the exact reaction he wanted to receive.

He slowly yet steadily pumped his finger in and out of your hole, enjoying the small whimpers of his name that left your mouth with each move of his wrist.

He observed your pretty features as you scrunched your whole face, your lips attempting to steal kisses from his while you were desperately trying to pull him closer to you by the neck.

He dodged your endless tries and pushed a second finger inside your cunt once he noticed the relatively relaxed expression on your face, making you moan his name out as he curled them inside you.

"Fuck, Sunghoon, please —" you begged, stinging your nails deeper into the skin of his neck, the violence of your actions making his dick twitch his pants.

"Please what, y/n?" He asked the obvious, wanting to tease you a little with it.

"Fuck me," You whined, "just do something."

Despite all of your hardest tries, he didn't give in for a kiss, nor did he increase the pace of his hands, all because he wanted to punish you a little.

You cheated after all, how was he supposed to let that slip away?

"Am I not already doing that, princess?"

"This is not enough!" You squealed once he pulled his fingers out, scissoring them as he pushed them back in, "I want your cock, fuck, I n-need your cock."

"You do? "

He leaned over you, allowing you to suck on his lower lip after noticing your struggle to stay on your toes, thinking you deserved to have a little something after trying so hard.

"Too bad, y/n," he breathed out next to your ears after spinning you around, and pushing you face against the wall. "Cheaters like you don't get to ask for anything."

He placed one of his forearms on your nape, holding you still in your place as he nibbled with your earlobe, his other hand busy with saving both you and him from the lower part of your clothings.

He swiped your shorts down enough to let your whole ass stick out, landing a sharp smack on your cheeks before freeing his dick from his boxers and pants at one go.

You let out a needy cry once he brought his tip to your entrance, sliding his hardness against your slit, gathering your wetness on his dick as he kept you pinned against the cold surface of the wall.

"You want this, huh?" He hissed against your ear, poking his head inside your pussy for a brief second. "Want my cock?"

He chuckled when you nodded enthusiasticly, finally reaching his lips down to leave a wet, open mouthed kiss on your jawline, making your whole body shiver with excitement.

"Then earn it."

And with that he pulled back to spit on his cock, pushing his whole length in between your legs, grinding his dick against your cunt as he fucked your thighs.

"Make me cum with your thighs and I'll let you have my cock," he spoke, "for as long as you want."

Your mouth watered at the thought of having him spurting his babies right in between your legs, not to mention how you wanted nothing more than to have his deliciously big cock deep inside you right now.

So, you began to move, pressing your thighs together to give him an enough amount of squeeze.

He smiled as he grabbed one of your pretty buttocks with his empty head, still pressing you against the wall with his other arm.

Your ass was looking prettier than ever moving back on forth on his length, his dick keep disappearing inside the hole you made for him with your legs.

Soon after he began to pound into your artificial hole, losing his breath as he fucked up the whole pace of his thrusts, not caring about anything else besides cumming.

He was slamming his dick in between your legs with a fierce rhythm, cursing out small paragraphs as he felt his orgasm closing more an more over the course of time, his body giving in faster than he thought, probably because of the way you were so prettily moaning his name.

"Sunghoon, baby" you pleaded once again, "you feel so good." you said, rolling your eyes at the delicious friction his cock left against your clit with every touch. "Cum for me, please."

"Shit," he breathed out, digging his nails into your hips as he stung his fangs onto the exposed skin of your necks. "I'm so close." he choked out, feeling his dick twitch over the words you spoke.

To end his misery, you reached your hands behind your back, circling them around his length as he kept thrusting his cock into the same spot, wanting to help him reach his high.

You began to stroke whatever inch that left behind as he continued the movements of his hips, not forgetting to massage his balls also, since you knew how sensitive he was there.

Your touches worked like magic on his sensitive flesh as he came with a deep groan of your name, removing his arm from where it was and saving you from the pressure of it.

Instead, he reached his hands to wrap around your throat, forcing your head to lean back for him to finally share that long- awaited fervent kiss with you.

He was still pushing his dick in and out of the middle part of your legs, trying to ride his high as he left sloppy kisses all over your face.

You reached your hand to the hot mess that was leaking from your inner legs, gathering some on your fingers before bringing it to your mouth, sucking it as you looked at Sunghoon right in the eyes.

He moaned at the sight before him, feeling weak on the knees as he watched how your pretty lips closed around your gentle digits.

He needed you on his cock right now, so. fucking. much.

"So, how did I do?" You asked, looking like you already knew the answer, "Was I good enough to earn your cock?"

"Hmm, let me check," he hummed, looking down as he held his girth in his hands.

"I think it's a yes." he said, lining his tip at your entrance, pushing his whole length in with a cocky smile on his face, similar to the one from the beginning of the night.

"For as long as I want?" You asked, breathless over the way he filled you in to the max, your walls immediately clenching around him.

"Yes, sweetheart," he responded, kissing your temple, "for as long as you want."

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Imagine domming prince jungsu who is supposed to be a pillar of strength for his country. His strong and put-together image crumbles the moment you push him onto the bed and call him your good boy. 

You gently coax him out of his pants and underwear, his pretty cock fully on display now. He whines when you settle between his thighs and begin stroking them. When you look up to meet his eyes, you notice that he’s already a mess, and you haven't even touched him yet. 

You smirk to yourself before letting a glob of spit fall from your lips and land on his cock. Your hands quickly move to smear the spit down his length. His head lolls back, and he lets out a breathy moan as you stroke him. One of your hands slides up to the head of his cock and gives it a firm squeeze, silky pre-cum pooling out of the slit and onto your hand. 

When jungsu whines that he’s close, you firmly grasp the base of his cock with two fingers and tell him that good boys ask for permission before cumming. He’s crying now, fat tears rolling down his cheeks because he was so close to his sweet release, and you had ruined it.

Finally, he begs to cum. “Please, mommy, please let me cum. I’ve been such a good boy for you,” he cries pitifully. You release his cock and continue stroking him with both hands. You know he’s close when his moans start to quicken, so you slow your pace down just a bit, wanting to drag this out as long as possible. 

You knew Mingyu since your school days, and yes, he was handsome then too. He was fawned over, became an infamous ‘it’ boy where you lived, and let’s say a lot of that got into his head. He dated around, eventually slept around, until he ended up in a peculiar sexual relationship with you, who hardly knew anything about.

You faded in the background for him initially; a friend of a friend, a mutual acquaintance, a person to talk to at parties when he had no one else. It was on a fateful night he got a taste of you and what you’re capable of. Wrapped in a tight little number, fabric squeezes the flesh of your ass in place, as your body mesmerizingly floated like a cloud on a metal pole, dazzling everyone in your proximity. Where he was sitting, you looked expensive but worth every cent.

He approached you that night, paying for a dance out of courtesy (what else would you do in a place like this), and brings up if you would ever consider a casual, physical relationship. When you told him in your words, ‘fat chance in hell,’ he instead offers a mutualistic symbiotic relationship, in short words, compensated dating. Mingyu got things easy, but not with you, he had hoped you’d take an interest with an incentive.

Your ass being held together by a few threads and small patches of fabric, you turn your face to him, still swaying your hips to the beat of the music and brushing your tush against his lap, feeling the sexual frustration poke at you through his thick pair of jeans. “Why would you do that when you can just date anyone you want? You’re constantly saying you can.”

“But I want you,” He answers simply, lust-blinded, “Even with the smallest, itty bittiest chance I got, I’ll take it.”

You were starting to realize why he was given such high praise. He certainly loved receiving it.

“Aren’t you being such a good boy for me?”

His hands tied behind a thick block wood chair, he sighs as you place your hands across his bare chest, submerging himself in the delicately perfect touch you had on his cock. “Yes, I’m being so, so good to you.”

You let out a low growl, spitting onto his full length, slathering him in a mess of your salvia, and coating every inch. You could feel every vein, tracing back every texture of his powerfully full cock. He lets out a curt moan, throwing his head about frustration, hips slightly jerking up in aid of getting himself off. You push him down by his thighs, clicking your tongue at the roof of your mouth to scold him. “Good boys don’t move when they aren’t told to.”

You draw your lips to his ear, jerking him in your hand, and let out a low, daunting tone of voice, “You think just because you’re pretty you can do whatever you want?”

He tries to turn his head to kiss you, but you pull away too quickly, a whine escaping him. “Please…I want it.”

“What? What does baby boy want?” You taunt him.

He sulks, looking at you with puppy dog eyes, his lips bruised red from all the biting. “I want you. I want to fuck you so much.”

“If you behave, we’ll both get what we want.”

You grip the base of his cock, taking strong and agonizingly slow strokes, and brushing the palms of your hands to the tip, gradually picking up the speed depending on his patience levels. He obliges, rutting himself in your grip, and his voice bouncing off the walls. He gets bigger, twitching in your hands. His whines only get louder as he pleads with you between his throaty moans.

“What a cute cock. Getting off at me just touching you. You’re just fucking dying to be inside me.”

You pull yourself up from the floor to run your lips over his, sucking on his quivering tongue. Your hands ruin him without a second thought, his moans drowning down your throat. “M-more…ma’am.”

“Mmm, you sound so cute when you beg for me.”

You play with his cock like a joystick, teasing your thumb over the slit of his head, and your smile taunting against his lip. “You’re just my needy little fuck toy, aren’t you?”

He struggles to nod, “Y-yes…I want you so b-bad, ma’am.”

“Want do you want, baby, huh? You don’t like me playing with your big, pretty cock? Greedy for something else, hmm?” You grip the cushions of his cheeks, protruding his lips out.

This was torture for the man for obvious reasons. He tugs against the silk ties, impressed by skills in knots, and just sinks back in the chair submissively. “Use me, mmp…please.”

You snicker to yourself before situating yourself in his lap. The shiny latex one-piece covering your torso squeaks against his bare thighs. Your furious heat teasing the shape of his length with now both your hand and crotch, precum leaking so fucking deliciously against the fabric. His reflection in your clothes stares back at him, a morphed messy naked version mocks him, but he had hardly the brain power to care.

“Do you think you deserve me to fuck you stupid?” yo.u utter

You put your weight into grinding against his lap, anticipating his reaction. Your dancer's hips move on methodically, showcasing a personal view, your number one clientele feeling a mix of bliss and ache all at once. To say it was well received would be an understatement. “S-so…p-pretty…”

There was a cute flush on his cheeks, his tongue sticking out of his mouth like a canine in heat, nodding and submitting all of himself to you.

“Good boy. Such a good, obedient, pretty puppy. With an even prettier mouth for me to spit in.”

You swash an abundance of your saliva in your mouth and lift yourself up slightly from his lap. A hand of yours takes the back of his head, pulling the hair from the scalp, and watches the translucent fluid land on the center of his tongue in thick ribbons. You can see his eye glisten with his blissful tears and him smiling in that dumbified way it gets when he feels overwhelmed with euphoria, and you could just feel him ride off that high.

“Swallow.”

He does as you instruct, his adam's apple bobbing in sonic speed, soon showing off his tongue briefly before you reattach your lips to his.  Letting go of his cock, you pushed aside your latex bodysuit, hovering over his length, and let your cunt swallow his girth, your velvet walls hugging him heavenly in a gyration that he takes a deep breath to contain himself. You could feel him twitch inside you, a loud groan leaving his body like he came from an exorcism. “S-shit.”

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